At 6 p.m. Saturday, as day winds down to night on the 16th Street Mall, the zombies will be out in force, limping and moaning, invading the space of the living. There’ll be zombie men, zombie women, zombie children, and zombie drunks alike. Maybe a zombie dog or two.
Zombie victims won’t seek refuge in the Starbucks or Cheesecake Factory. They’re submissive, they want to be victims.
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